I wanted to feel the gush of it's sweet fluid fill my mouth. I got my wish when, suddenly, the cock in my mouth swelled. It got harder, then it stop...ped fucking my face and exploded into my mouth. I swallowed convulsively, as ropes of thick syrup flooded my mouth. It trembled a moment, and then pulled away from my mouth. It moved from my face to gently support my upper body. The one on my nipple left to join it's brother to support me. I was boneless. I wanted to cum so bad. I relaxed. Not that he hadn’t sought help, because he’d been there too. Five years ago, he’d mustered the courage to venture into a psychiatrist’s office hoping that the man could help him sort out his issues. Five years and several thousands of dollars later, Linden blamed the shrink as much as himself for his problems. That experience had only served to convince him that head doctors make people worse, not better. That was the end of it for him. With whiskey on his breath and dying on his mind, he. “Are you SURE about this, Daddy?” I heard my daughter ask my husband as I made my way up the stairs and into our bedroom where I knew they were waiting for me.“Very sure, baby,” I heard Tim tell her. “You’ll see in a minute,” he added. And then I walked in on them.“Hi guys,” I grinned. “Have fun fucking today?”“MOTHER!” Janet gasped.“What, baby?” I said, letting her see the cum dripping from my disheveled hair. I knew my sweater was stained with gobs of cum, and my makeup was smeared with it. I. We both live in Berkshire in the UK. At the time Pieter and I were in our last year at school and were 17 when it happened. I’m quite a short guy and have the build of an amateur rugby player. I have brownish-blondish hair and blue eyes. I have an average size penis as does Pieter, but it's good all the same. Pieter’s a little taller than me but not much. He is extremely skinny, has green eyes and has brown hair. The event happened when we decided one night to have a small drinkathon between.